ANGEL LIGHT - Fire and Ice Ministries River of Life Fellowship

202 Angel of Light
the cult never partook of these drugged drinks and despised those who
did so.
I didn’t know what was going to happen as I entered the barn with my
companions that night. It was a Friday night, Good Friday. The meeting
was to run through that Sunday. I saw that the barn had a platform
across one end. Above the platform sat a throne made of pure gold.
That throne was for satan. This was obviously an important occasion if
satan was to put in an appearance. I was to learn later that split second
timing of such sacrifices is required by satan and absolute coordination
between covens across the country because satan can only be
in one place at a time. The timing must be accurate so that he could
attend every meeting. He is not omnipresent like God.
As the high priest and high priestess came out onto the platform an
absolute silence fell over the crowd. A silence so intense that you could
hear a pin drop. The silence was one of fear. Each one was afraid that
he or she might be chosen to be the sacrifice. At that moment satan
was not longer a glory to anyone, no longer an honor. A ripple of relief
went through the crowd when the victim was dragged kicking and
screaming through a side door and up onto the stage. The main Easter
sacrifice is always a man. Occasionally additional sacrifices of women,
children, or animals are made, but the ceremony centers around the
sacrifice of a man. Often a hitch­hiker is picked up some days before
the ceremony and carefully guarded until the time of the meeting. In
the eyes of satan and the crowd, that man becomes Jesus and satan’s
supposed victory over Jesus at the cross is celebrated.
I watched in utter horror as a crown of huge long thorns was driven into
the young man’s head. The thorns going in so deep as to pierce into
his skull. Then he was stripped and beaten with whips tipped with
metal studs, and tortured with spikes, and red­hot pokers. Finally he
was nailed to a wooden cross which was then picked up and placed in
a hole in the ground just in front of the middle of the platform. I will
never forget the stench of the burned and tormented flesh, the screams
of the victim, his writhing agony, and his pleas for mercy. The crowd
roared like a pack of wild animals, the inhuman voices of many demons
from within the crowd joining in. They jeered and cheered as the
cross was raised into place and dropped down into the hole. Satan had
appeared by that time and sat on his throne nodding in approval. The
high priest urinated on the victim and members of the congregation
threw feces at him while everybody cheered satan’s supposed victory
and then bowed down and worshiped satan.
Satan appeared in human from as usual, dressed completely in shining
white. But his eyes glowed red as a flame and he threw his head back